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 5/20 actually I lied there's 20 pictures so this is the last one.
 
 hang on that's weird if there's four pictures per slide, and the first one had
 the first dedicated to the full image, wonder what happened inbetween? weird,
 there's nothing on the record that says - oh, wait, there it is, three for the
 first one, four makes seven, then four more is eleven and then fifteen then
 these last three are... wait hang on that's even fewer. can you check it
 again? yeah sure no problem [doesn't]
 
 EDIT: I was wrong there were only 19 pictures, my bad hehe
17. green, the color of growth and renewal, the color of home and our source of fuel, is cast upon a stark black background. white starlight is the color of text, and it reads in big bold colors, like the beginning of a star wars film where the text crawls past (and isn't narrated, which is frustrating but hey the music's supposed to convey all that stuff. and it can be read out afterwards if you want.) the text reads: "we can do whatever we want on this planet we call earth. - we could burn it to cinders, we could lose it in mirth. - life has no ending, no permanent abaddon. - and time is immeasurable, when talking about mill [here the text is cut off, and it could read "millions" or "millenia" either way would make sense] but the text continues, and reads "ns of people who are miserable. - we can build a dear future" with "dear future" sliding down, as if to direct the user's attention to the conclusion of the image. - "just one byte at a time." this last text is above a computer lab, or perhaps an altar to the gods of astronomy, a palace that we build out of marble as a testament to the honor we have for the gods. I think just about every religion would appreciate such a common purpose, as long as it's not taken to the extreme. the pictured shrine is small, like the size of the mall of america. but still it's a place for the gods to roam, free from the eyes of humans. Like mount olympus, or the tops of skyscrapers, or other such moments of home. the home is upon moongray 18. in gray, with no connections shown to either of the connecting panels, not because of a design decision but rather just because this perspective is mostly focused on it's own, and that's the friendliest and calmest interpretation of humanity. just someone who wants to be good in their town, a life lived for no lacked renown, but still one that's fine with an office. it reads, in black, the color of standards, on gray, the color of plackards, "ho hum what a day at the office. wonder what time it could be. eh, well, time for lunch it must be. I've five in my pocket, that's enough for tea, and time's on the docket, for percy and steve. such pretty clouds today. wonder what life's like in american." 19. bright blue background, to evoke early Windows style interfaces, like DOS but better because it had a UI. or idk like amiga, borland? something like that. something I wouldn't have been exposed to if not for the people who hang out on places like this, who post things about retro hardware and things they're working on and projects they're building and things that are inspiring and shared cultural nostalgia built upon our shared computer convival in an orange slanted background with stable white text, there reads "did you know" and it's cut off to the next line, which reads "robots are t" with the "t" possibly suggesting "taking" but there's no evidence one way or another, just like global warming or capitalism denial. - the next part reads "control kay eye oh eff" as in it's mispelled as in if someone's typing something really fast and can't be boethered to fix it because fo that mistake for thall time and memorial it's forever debated their meaning or whatever. because archaeologists sure know what they're talking about when they say "these flowers were a mating ritual" or "that bee is like, totally crazy" or whatever. anyway on the bottom there's a broken box, like if someone took a VHS and split it in two, which is suggested by the yellow text upon a blue and black background which was the color of blockbuster video, surely that's not lost to time? tell me we still have blockbusters in the future, they're so cool! I have fond memories of them, but what do you mean th 
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 3/20
12. the text continues from the previous page and reads "if it's been ten or more years since they moved in, the site gets rebuilt. [wait, hang on, weren't we talking about html websites? when did houses come into the discussion?] ... wait, what was I saying? Oh yeah the text is on a gray background, as interrupting as a scythe, with a yellow backdrop as if to represent sheer white-hot flame except not white the color of all colors but fire the color of all flames. the text reads "prince of the nehalim" in bright pinking blue, as in something completely foreign and unknown to you, and continues on to read in red "so many opportunities" as if life hadn't absconded, but instead of severed instead. "parabolas persist" in the flavor of blue, the color of space in a non-light polluted view. "live life like you're merry, as do but a few." do you want to make people feel better? or do you just want to make them confused? Neither, really, I'm trying to tell the truth. I'm seriously just struggling to find a way to express things that others clearly seem to be forgetting - I'm not an expert in other stuff! This is literally all I'm good at! Is it valuable? Maybe not to you, but I think it could be useful, or else I would covet it and leave it in disuse. it's time is relevant, it's words fit into a context, so if you misunderstand it's past then it's probably because you don't have the records or the ability to process them of the time in which it was posted. What if things were de 10 ten. blue text on a blue background, as a calming and soothing influence, saying "it's okay, don't freak out, just think about learning lessons about stuff that *could* go wrong and think about how you'd counter it. just like any video game, there's a strategy to defeat any other strategy. the careful application of said strategy while using or applying your own capabilities is directly correlated to the conclusions of the task." meanwhile the listener is like "what the fuck" wait shit hang on lemme add a content warning: right so the text reads "if you want your neighbors to know something, don't post it on the internet - put it on a post-it on the wall in a public place" like, your front door, or maybe the entrance to your building, or the parking garage near the mall, or maybe the grocery store, on a product behind the one in front. that kind of thing. depending on who you want to see it, of course... people used to do this with library books but stopped because it's quite obviously a bad and rude thing to do, books are for record keeping of the status of humanity, through each and every one of it's forms. It's weird that they all have the same stuff, because they're designed for capitalism right? Why not share them based on availability, and keep as many different types of things as possible? when nobody cares for them, how will we remember the countless books nobody reads? How will we understand that step in developing our culture if we don't have access to the con 9. the text begins to diverge at this point, on the left it reads "it's easy if you want some privacy, - all you have to do" and then is cut off by the introduction of red text on a green background, to evoke similar colors as the original thing it was interrupting but it's own thing nonetheless, and existing off to the side in tandem, so that conditions could not remain unaddressed. the text reads "they were betting on selling us space flight [with spaceflight sliding from one side to the other, like a rocket escaping the gravitic pull of the planet it surrounded] but we cared more for food and water" the second part, after spaceflight about food and water, is intruding onto the yellow's background, which was next, to represent a continuation of the previous thought about websites and HTML. it's frustrating for the next text, which is in purple, a confused and disoriented color. it continues from the original thought "is delete the website! Boom, no more html. but if they were listed (neocities sites on a map of the region" but map is emphasized with a different color, green the color of the land, and "region" is pronounced like "realm" or perhaps "ground" or even "directions" or "land beyond the horizon (if it even exists)") 11. I think. orange text on a green blue background, same background as the previous three pictures. orange text which contrasts in a way that almost calls back to the 80s, but not quite. a little too dirty, like the blue and orange decorations around highways in New Mexico. car smoke and tire dust'll do that, and it's not like it's easy to clean - right next to the freeway, c'mon! Wouldn't it be nice if we shut it down for a day or two? Unless you had very important business, solely self-suggested. if too many people used it on those days (when they were cleaning it) then they're supposed to follow through and identify if their need was too great or if they were just being an asshole about it because their bosses forced them to. basically like, family emergencies gets a lane, things that are crucial to a social event like no beer at a frat party or whatever, heck even if the girl you like really wanted to get laid. whatever the heck it is, if you deem it an emergency then that's fine. you can drive while the highway is being cleaned. just make sure you don't slip on the suds... ... a while later, humanity realized they could just close one direction at a time and clean the next one next time. what was I saying? Oh yeah the text! Here's what it reads: "every year, replace five percent [but read as %] of the homes and boom you're good - maybe even do 10% if things are going well - either way, as time goes on people can live in a house as long as they want - but when they mov 
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14. if you think about it, the shape of the universe is kinda like a cornucopia. or like, a funnel that smoothly increases in size. or like a waterslide ride where you spin around a bit before dropping down the center. sometimes affectionately referred to as "the toilet ride", even though that's just the wrong connotation. we could have perfectly sanitary theme parks, we just... don't... because our priorities are on selling stereos and stocks. anyway, there's several purple lines, the color of blending blue and red, both colors present in america, cast upon the gray background of the undecideds, collectively engaged in a mutual exchange. there is a blue upside down silly snake, this time with bright red aviators, and beside it is a scarring wound. some break in reality that is unfortunate, but part of their interdisciplinaries, so don't worry one bit about it. life may seem far from strange, but your lifetimes of finite portrayals and fanciful adaptations to the expressions of your own emanations both confirm and delight our attentions on you. Surely you are not aware, of our love and perspective [fair], but we still love you from afar. how could a star not cherish another star? It's time that's our only moat. the reason the universe appears empty of life is because it's impossible to travel under the blanket of spacetime. through gravity, up and under our shared reality, out and beyond to another. rockets pierce reality, which they didn't expect L O L who would have tht 16 I think? don't really remember the last one. anyway bright green background with a quite interesting transition fabric display - something textured and rippled, like the connections between a torn piece of paper that's been stitched together bit by bit with a careful and measured hand. the text reads "neocities sites just need to be attached to an address, and given a useful search browser that uses openstreetmaps." this is displayed on a background of brown orange and yellow, while the text is written in salmon. the result is the text (which overflows onto both backgrounds) is equidistant from both background colors, just in different directions. We know instinctively that purple and blue are similar, but a blind person might not. these words are given a framing as if they were placed in a 3d game engine upon a poster or billboard. in dark blue upon the bright green background, blue the color of calm rationality and green the color of aliens from old timey media who live on the moon. well, the ones who just want to chill and have a beer with you, maybe listen to your stories about life in the strange world called humanity, but not the kind that they tell us about. like, it's really hard to get here, so why would they want to mess it up when they got here? such a strange thought. anyway the text reads: "openstreetmaps is a website that lets you view the addressess of people who live nearby you. why you'd want them, who can say. the point is that the functionality already 13. here's where it starts to get spicy, and I apologize if it's too extreme, but words come forth *from* me, not by my perceived designs pronounced deh zeens. top left - yellow, the color of sunflowers and familiarly painted houses, cast upon a strange pink background - pink the color of sisters and bubblegum. yellow lines draw a shape, of which it's perspective is hard to configure - but most would consider it to be the shape of a mobile, hanging above a crib, with a kite shaped object (or perhaps multiple individual artifacts) suspended above a target. could be an object, or possibly a human subject, but the end result is that the maximized rays of the individualized emanations of that particular pieces of object, cast forth onto a pre-programmed piece of toast. ... I don't know why I said toast, what I mean was that you can enchant people and things by exposing them to the wavelength waves of radiating objects. things like, marcelline's t-shirt or excalibur or the shroud of turin or the constitution or some other precious object. if you place them in orbit around an object, their expressions will send forth to fulfill their manifestations upon the willfully absorbing object. have you ever wondered why objects tend to congregate? like, computers flock to server mills, trash piles to landfills, and people will wander the length of the beach. all things are gravitic, function, type, characteristic, motivations, empathic feelings, all congregate around one another. 0 codes 15. picture of an upside-down triforce placed in a rack like a computer storage unit. cyan text with pink background reads "this is the only thing that challenges me" 
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║ A guy walks in. Does something awesome. Another guy says "hold my beer" and      │
║ does the same thing. Another guy wants in, so he does a spinny thing while       │
║ doing the thing. The next guy doesn't want to show off so he just does it        │
║ really really quickly. then there's this other guy who is totally hyped and he   │
║ takes his shirt off and screams before doing the thing because he's just a       │
║ wacko I guess. What a cutie. Anyway then there's like three guys at once who     │
║ are coming from different directions and they all do the thing at the same       │
║ time and almost bump into each other. Then there's the guy who's normally a      │
║ little shy but gets caught up in the action and is permanently a little more     │
║ confident afterwards. Then there's the guy who does the thing and is             │
║ completely unremarkable about it because he's just here with his girlfriend      │
║ but he's not gonna pass up a chance to do the thing. then the last and final     │
║ guy take a wind-up stretch while all the other guys are doing the thing and      │
║ then he does the thing in a big flashy way                                       │
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║ @user-941                                                                        │
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║ well, your computer only has so many 1s and 0s that it can use at once. Like,    │
║ having a trillion hands that can each hold a single grain of rice. Every         │
║ character in that txt file would be like, 8 grains of rice, minimum, meaning     │
║ you'd need at least 8 "hands" (or spots to put a zero or a one) for each         │
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║ Hmmmm that's a lot of bits and bytes if everyone's writing to the same file.     │
║ Maybe if we split the file up into smaller sections, then we could just read     │
║ part of it at once. Then we could "scroll" through it to make sure we've read    │
║ the whole thing, starting from the top and going to the bottom.                  │
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║ ah but if everyone's SSHing into the same computer and reading it there, then    │
║ that computer will have to present different parts of the file at different      │
║ times to different people, as they read from the top to the bottom. Maybe we     │
║ could just send them the file, so they can read it at their leisure?             │
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║ Yeah! And we could use tags to organize it and make it look pretty, like an      │
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 @user-1639 
 
 or nobody sees it, because you post the things you say on the internet in 2024
 which is so siloed and echo-chambered that the only people who hear it say
 "tru tho" and "she just like me fr" and never change because of your words
 
 ... wait that's just what you said, but made more specific, isn't it?
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 gonna quit drugs for a bit, gotta recover from a recent haste spell that I
 cast. Probably a bit earlier than intended I should add. Next time I'll
 definitely say "keep this in your back pocket" instead of "hey here's a haste
 spell for no reason at all" like what the heck were you even thinking, powers
 that be?? [that guide me??]
 
 who has power over you? If someone bears responsibility but not fault for a
 mental illness, then surely those who are set to a task bear responsibility
 for it's completion if not for it's ideation. Ah, who can say, maybe me from a
 year ago might have some thoughts but I sorta ground them into the dirt until
 I couldn't walk.
 
 [girl what are you even talking about go to sleep] yeah yeah okay
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 currently have 20-30 tabs open with poems written but not posted.
 
 I have no idea if I'm going to post all of these. I wrote all of them in ~2
 hours, with maybe 3 or four being added as I was working on the production
 elements after the initial bingewrite.
 
 I also added a bit of context, or modified some of them that felt too cursed
 or otherwise unwieldy. Sometimes I got distracted and needed to come back and
 finish, and in those cases I only added a sentence or two because it's like
 "oh, where was I going with that? I remember what was next, but I don't know
 the further..."
 
 ... I think I might go for another. Wish me luck.
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 there's only one kind of acceptable nudity for a child to see - 0.5 seconds of
 it wayyyyy in the distance with like "omg did you see that guy - he was
 totally naked!" "whaaaat no way" "yeah I totally saw his butt" "lol I wonder
 if his wife kicked him out after a fight" "hahaha how silly, life is normal
 and fine hehe" meanwhile the parents turn down a different, hopefully normal
 road
 
 (the wrong kind is more than apparent.)
 
 I guess also like... showers with parents? That's a sacred and holy thing. 
 
 straight-to-hell is when they make applications for children's iOS devices
 that perform a typical, interesting function for a baby to use - like a game,
 or a video of dancing animals, or shapes floating in a colorless void
 (shoutout to Celebration of Color on vhs)
those are normal and fine - but when they're used for a sneaky, evil purpose, like when they facial recognition that nobody is around for ~3+ hours they start subliminally flashing pictures of boobs or whatever. Not cool guys, just because babies are naturally attracted to boobs doesn't mean you get to use sexual imagery to get them hooked on your app. smh [shaking-my-head][which btw there isn't a good emoji for][same for these angle bracket guys like - what does that face even mean!! lmao who can say, only those nerds who lived in the pre-internet-age, but they're all reclassified by now. >.> <.< 
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 saw this thing for 2 seconds in my dream last night. It's kinda cursed. I
 think the tank blew me up with a machine gun?
 
 the remaining ~10 minutes of the dream was pretty neat though. I was a secret
 agent for a bit, I got in a knife fight (which I won because I had killer
 instinct and the other guy just knew how to stab) and afterwards I retired in
 a socialist commune in a log cabin full of sunlight and warmth somewhere in
 the mountains in the forest. I was alone with others, like the hobbits after
 LotR.
 
 Also an old lady tricked me which was not nice, I was very polite with her but
 apparently "ma'am there's been a safety incident, I need to get you to a safe
 place" is not the kind thing to say to the person distracting you. >.>
 
 Also, "but we like you!" is not an excuse, the military does not care if you
 like them or not, if you're part of the modern bourgeoisie you are causing
 harm to the country. We don't look fondly on slavers.
a picture of a sleek, futuristic tank. It is smaller than I expected, and there are parts of it that appear to be made out of black glass (though I'm sure they're some form of advanced future material.) on it's back is a large artillery piece mounted on a detachable tripod. They function as a unit when mobility is important, like mounted infantry in the past who would ride horses *to* the battle, but dismount upon arrival and engage the enemy in closer quarters than a horse would be comfortable with. But frankly, there are few indeed who are at peace in war, so perhaps we could learn from the horses. anyway, the artillery tripod detaches from the tank and aims it's biiiiiig gun wherever the smaller, more agile tank can point it's laser pointer. Basically a beam of focused light particles that detect orientation and distance at a distance and beam the coordinates of the target back to the artillery, which swings it's massive cannon around and fires at the target. This particular artillery is designed to fire shells that pierce through flimsy material (like surburban homes, which are made out of sticks and tissue paper) and explode upon arrival at it's destination. The idea is the artillery can hide several streets over, and the tank can identify targets and eliminate them even if there's no clear path between the artillery and the target. 
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 hey. wanna know what would be really cursed?
 
 --
 
 if trump dropped out and musk took his place
 
 --
 
 good thing it'll never happen because those dinguses can't accept defeat and
 will never tactically retreat
 
 --
 
 maybe something to keep in mind for 4 years from now. eyes on the prize for
 now means our eyes aren't to our flanks.
 
 what else could they do that would come out of left field?
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 what if we psyopped the copps um I mean what if we flash-mobbed the cops er
 wait hang on what if we marched with signs and changed what was on their minds
 uhhhh that won't work it's disabled so they say wait hang on who said you
 could poop your pants this is a combat scenario there's no time for fooling
 around in her pants with the hand
 
 ... wait, what was I going on about?
 
 oh yeah,
 
 -- stack overflow --
 
 anyway, as I was saying, [something completely unrelated]
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 @user-1159 
 
 AKA giving a puppy murder-bot a narrative that it executes as if it was a
 puppy-person engaging with a loosely interpreted sequence of events as
 described by the continually updating logs provided by the image transcription
 camera device. Refererencing of course a memory bank, which may-or-may-not be
 in read-only-memory. It doesn't know, of course, how could an LLM tell you how
 it shows text on the screen (like, through a website, through the terminal,
 through a text message, through discord, through Telegram, through
 text-to-voice transcription applications pretending to be your mom, etc)
 
 errrr I mean look how cute he is! He loves you, yes he does, such a good
 person yes you are, oh? me? I'M A GOOD BOY? NO WAY that's the best thing I've
 ever heard! Wow! I never want to leave your side, please don't go to work!
 Look how sad I am, don't you think you should quit and move to the forest
 where I can be charged by solar panels and keep the countryside clear of
 ravenous ducks and pigeons 4you?
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 10-22-2022
 
 i told them over and over, but nobody wanted to know.
 
 i begged them, summer after summer, but nothing solved on it's own
 
 now i can help them, but no-one is making a move
 
 am i blind? is any of this forgiven?
 
 what's not to a lot, is little but a shot,
 
 of substance - true - but smelling like poo.
 
 that's not inspiring. it's not even chilling.
 
 you're broken just like your children.
 
 oh, posterity! i claim it for thee
 
 this feeling of wretched denial
 
 oh, simplicity! if only our lives were on trial.
 
 be the best you can be, sure, but take it from me
 
 there's more to this show than our styles.
 
 what do you think it means, for an action to have consequence?
 
 to arbite the fate of circumstance?
 
 every motion is an ocean
 of possibilities and purveyals
 think not of the commotion below.
 
 gravity, oh gravity
 
 how you condemn us to be!
 
 driven by commotion,
 
 our slithering motion,
 
 no sense in countering ourselves.
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 went on a walk with my dad today. it was fun. took him to various places.
 showed off various things. "hey check out where I hangout most weekends" and
 "hey don't clean the dishes in my kitchen it's okay" and "don't drive too
 fast, this area curves up ahead" and "hey meet my friends from town who you
 have something with common with" and "I like this view when it rains" and
 "don't forget to go to the bathroom" and "oatmeal is good with carrots and
 sharp dried fruits" and "here's my favorite thai place" and "I made this after
 I dreamed of you" and "hey wanna hear my product pitch" and "this is my
 favorite kind of beer" and "I miss home."
 
 picture unrelated.
a picture of denver with some spots labelled 
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 if you want to "not think about a purple elephant", the first step is to
 imagine yourself slaying it
 
 ... okay how about cthulu - if you don't want to imagine cthulu nomming on our
 gravity well, then picture yourself wielding a bright burning blade of fire
 and vengeance and pay special attention to the way that you cauterize each
 tentacle as you slice them one by one at first, and then in a massive flurry
 at best, ultimately leading to the incomparable brightness that radiates out
 from your shining blade of the sky, which blinds the poor beast who can't see
 you as you approach, piercing the skull and then going home for some toast
 
 if you can get good at that, then you can wield magic
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 ... dangit, these sandwiches are getting kinda gross. Guess I'm gonna have to
 eat them myself, which, uh... idk what I expected xD
 
 sometimes you just have all this energy, right? and you don't know what to do
 with it, so... sandwiches. And hey, sandwiches are cool, they're a pretty neat
 anti-hunger tool! but uhhhh idk if I really want to eat six whole sandwiches
 myself. I'm gonna do it though hehe wish me luck [ding] ah nuts my rice and
 beans are done, hang on lemme eat those first
 
 [passes out from exhaustion]
 
 exhaustion can be cured with a nap
 
 exertion can be cured with water and a few rest days
 
 trauma can be allayed for at least a few days with soul food and compassion.
 maybe laughter too, depending on the mood.
 
 fear can be bolstered with a smile, a wink, and a courageous act,
 
 and loss is just change you didn't consent to.
 
 they won't consent too, so let's give them some change to tolerate.
 
 [internally salivating over all the piles of weaponry that I envision them
 surrendering]
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 some people prepare for revolution like a boy gets ready for a party
 
 others do so like a girl packing for a weekend trip to vegas
 
 I do it like a kid who forgot the paper was due on monday in 7th period and so
 spends their entire lunch period writing it (missing 4th in the process
 because the conclusion paragraph was giving me difficulty)
 
 but I think no matter how you do it, we're all just waiting for something to
 happen.
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║ modern cowboys don't necessarily say "howdy" or "pardner"                        │
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║ they tend to say things like "hello" and "can I help you with that?" or "I       │
║ see. Can you describe the problem in more detail? I'm especially curious about   │
║ the part where you do this thing" or "Heh, it is pretty neat, isn't it?" or      │
║ "Is there anything I can do to help?" or "Oh no! I'm sorry you feel that way.    │
║ That emotion is a difficult one." or "He was a good person. I'll never forget    │
║ him." or "would you like to go to the 2nd hand store and pick up some jeans?"    │
║ or "I made you an egg sandwich. If you don't want it I'll eat it myself,         │
║ though I made one for me as well. Wouldn't want to waste it." or "Hey, this      │
║ part is broken. Is anyone working on fixing it? Yes? Okay I'll see if they       │
║ need any help. No? Alright how about we fix it this way? I can get started."     │
║ or "You are very welcome. Please let me know if there's anything else I can      │
║ help you with." or "well, the ticket backlog is empty, and I'm just about        │
║ going insane doing nothing but stare at my boots."                               │
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 people are afraid of robo dogs but... like...
 
 robo-horses
 
 centaurs even
 
 [scary scary ogre]
 
 rarrraaar i'm gonna eat ur bones
 
 bwahahaha evil necromancer
 
 ahhhhhhh scary
 
 -- stack overflow --
 
 did you know in the movie They Live they give a fairly specific formula to
 creating the glasses themselves? I wonder if anyone's tried that
 
 I wonder what they then did see
 
 kinda wish big corporations would use their research division to like, rethink
 the oldest of prophecies? or okay hear me out or solve difficult human problems
 
 ... ah but where's the profit "she's getting stoned at home"
 
 meanwhile she made something of such beauty she felt simply sublime
 
 I wonder what it'd feel like to get your spine replaced with a metal rod
 
 I bet my posture would be amazing
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 whenever I take a shower I look like a wet cat for the rest of the day. I feel
 like a wet cat for the rest of 5ever though.
 
 why must I baaaathe! don't you know I'm self cleaning? I change my underwear
 at least twice a day! darn society and their darn proclivities to
 ultra-sensitive noses that somehow pick up on me but somehow fail to notice
 the scent of flowers still in bloom or morning showers gone too soon
 
 not that there's any flowers blooming where I live. that'd just be silly heh
 heh sweats nervously
 
 damn now I have to take ANOTHER SHOWER stupid sweat glands stupid pheromones
 stupid dead skin buildup (sebum I think it's called?) stupid oils that stain
 clothes - AND THAT'S ANOTHER THING who decided that laundry was important
 enough to wear something ONCE and then never again? it's like they expect you
 to wash it or something. ugh I don't have time for that, I need to be weird on
 the internet.
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